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Gems Lyrics

Artist: Defari
Album: Focused Daily

"How did this bullshit happen?Explain to me. How did this bullshit happen?" (2X)

"I despise a duck MC on the mic" > Defari 'Big Up'

Verse 1:Rhymes and gems I run tracks like Ben JohnsonDick Vytel said my style was awesomeP.T.P. MCPrime Time PreciselyWord to Brothers I get IselyAnd voyage to Atlantis black sea world of panthersWhere bothers don't question they answerMathematically with lyrics of strategyThe goal is to remedy the world of these wack MCsExactly, Defari lyrical athleteFind me in the final heat of the Olympic track meetFor MCsThis kid he's not the averageI'm on the rise son like my name was Backstage LaminateI got a cabinet of members all who posses spectacular vernacularBlazing through contendersI remember when hip hop was genuineWhen gimmicks were limitedMCs were magnificentShows were omnipotentThe crowd was all feelin' itIf a kid had skills on stage yo he'd reveal itBut nowadays mad MCs need lessons in stage presenceInstead of claimin' they representWhile I enterprise, maintain, stay awake and wiseWhat you hear is what you getNo lies no disguise

Hook: (x4)"How did this bullshit happen?Explain to me. How did this bullshit happen?"

"Rhymes and Gems"

"I despise a duck MC on the mic"

Verse 2:I like the milk I like the lactateI like the milk type cords over a phat ass drum breakWith skill my mind spins like windmillsFor MC creeps I got noun and verb fills and brain pillsI combine dentistry with crainiologyStacks of facts not mythologySo when I catch wreck to enterprise the land of the sunsetHow much run should one don get?I say plentyThat's word to Penny HardawayHip hop is an arena and every show is like game dayOn Sunday or MondayWhatever day I play at a professional levelHere, in L.A.And that's a raw fact no fiction in this guyThe essence of a pharaoh D to the E fariThe only weapon I brandish is my vernacularDefari the tacklerDuck MC capturer

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Verse 3:Word to the Barbershop MCs I got the remedies for enemiesWho possess flimsiesConcepts I bomb step to detonateA vocal explosion as big as a tidal waveSee I'm that kid that you know that you never even heard aboutDefari Heru will soon spread by word of mouthThrough every ghetto street, backstreet and phat jeepI enterprise the west combine with strength plus finesse (Now how we go?)I 'm blessed by Allah AlmightyTeaching class daily plus I'm writtin' rhymes nightlyMad MCs be lyin' everydayThey be them same kids who drink pop off instead of BombaySaffireThe day will come when they expireRetire or get sliced by this lyrical barb wireThey admireWhile I wire a fax to my everyday contactsPlans to make my cash triple stack